Hey, there! Got quite a few reviews this time around, I'm pretty happy about that. I'm sure there would have been more if the site hadn't disallowed reviews and submissions for a while. Well, thanks for the reviews!

Now let's get to Chapter 6! Will Sam still be alive? And what about Danny?

"Is she alright?" asked Jazz, looking frightened.

"The doctor doesn't know," said one of the nurses, "She lost a lot of blood."

"When will she awaken?"

"There is a possibility she will never."

"First Danny and now this…"

The voices seemed far away. Like someone speaking from the past, it sounded very distant. But she knew they had to be next to her. She couldn't move nor could she open her eyes. She was stuck in this dark world with no one to speak to but herself.

Sam had fallen unconscious shortly after cutting herself. Tucker had gone to her house a little while later after seeing Danny to see how she was. He found her on the floor in a pool of her own blood and the knife sitting on her bed. He immediately called 911 and Sam was hurried to the hospital where Danny was. She was immediately taken care of, and now she was in a room not far from Danny's, now in as much a struggle to survive as Danny was.

I'm so cold…Sam thought. She would have said it, but she couldn't move anything.

"She needs her rest," said Dr. Kitsune, "Why don't you check on Daniel?"

"Sure Dr. Kitsune," replied Jazz.

No…Sam's mind groaned, don't leave…

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"Is she okay?" Maddie's voice sounded desperate as Jazz walked out of Sam's room.

"She may never wake up," sighed Jazz as she walked into Danny's room.

Tucker followed behind her, no longer wanting to speak.

"I can't believe Sam would to something like this," Jack groaned.

Jazz shook her head, "It comes as no surprise to me. She loves Danny. She obviously wanted to be with him enough to die for him. She wanted to be with him no matter what."

Tucker sniffed, "I…I can't lose…both of them…" Tucker started to cry and Jazz wrapped her arms around him. Tucker knew he had been strong in comforting Sam when Danny was dying, but now that Sam's life was on the ropes as well, he had nobody to be strong for. So he let his sorrow out as well.

"It's okay, Tuck," said Jazz, "They will make it through this."

"You don't know that!" Tucker shouted jumping up from his seat, "As far as we know they are both dying!" With that, he ran from the room, down the hall, and shoved himself into a chair in the waiting room. He never looked back to see if he was being followed. He was just thankful he wasn't. As soon as he sat down, he buried his face into his hands and started to cry again.

Jazz sighed as she watched Tucker run off and slunk back into her chair, "I hope Tucker doesn't try to do the same thing that Sam did."

Jack raised an eyebrow, "I don't think Tucker is one who would actually do something like that."

Maddie placed her hand on her husband's shoulder, "We didn't think Sam was either."

"True, dear. But she does truly love Danny."

Jazz stared forward from her parents and stared at Danny's chest rising and falling rhythmically. She knew that he wasn't breathing on his own due to the spell, but at least the machine was still keeping him alive. But for how long…

The spell had caused the energy to drain from his lungs, leaving him virtually unable to breathe. According to Dr. Kitsune, there was a chance Danny could regain that strength, but it was slight. If he did, it would take many weeks, and there was the chance he would be gone long before that. The lungs were much damaged, and they would only heal with time.

The only good news was that his heart was still beating on its own.

While Tucker was out in the waiting room, he was thinking. The vision he had of Sam lying on her bed with blood in a sticky pool around her seriously scarred him.

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Later that night Tucker was walking home by himself in the darkness. His eyes wandered blankly to the rough sidewalk. He didn't really think about where he was going, but he still knew how to get there.

Well, sort of. He was so distraught he ended up trying to walk into the wrong house twice.

As he finally reached his house, he walked up to his doorway and opened the door into his house. Tucker ran up the stairs into his room and sadly sat down on his bed. As he did, he spoke to himself.

"Danny…" he sighed, "Sam…they are suffering….they are dying…why…who has done this…? Who would want to put them through this? Why? They are great kids and the best friends I have ever had in my life…"

"Why, dear child, I would," said a voice from nowhere.

Tucker jumped up, "You!"

Standing in the middle of the room, was Danny's arch-enemy, Vlad Plasmius, currently in his ghost form.

"Yes," Vlad said nastily, "I, Vlad Plasmius, have done this to your friends, young man."

"Why…How…?"

"Dear child, you are in no position to answer that question." Plasmius then flew at Tucker, grabbing him by the throat and throwing him across the room. Tucker hit the wall very hard and fell to the floor. Just before going unconscious, he vaguely remembered Vlad coming toward him, a sinister smile imprinted on his evil face.

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Tucker awoke a while later in his bed. He shot up and threw the blankets off of him, then looked himself over. There appeared to be no bad wounds like cuts, but there were some bruises and portions of his clothes were ripped. Vlad apparently had beat him up a bit and then left.

"Great," sighed Tucker, "How am I going to hide this?"

He walked to his closet and changed into pants and a long sleeved shirt. Despite the fact that it was summer, it had been an unusually cool day. He quickly ran and brushed his hair and teeth. He looked himself a mirror and saw he looked pretty bad with the bruises. He sighed, then walked down the stairs, then out the door and continued back to the hospital.

Shortly after he left his house, Tucker suddenly heard a loud screech. He looked up and saw a massive ghost bird (the one Danny saw in "Bitter Reunions"). Its large red eye hovered to Tucker and the bird swooped down on him.

Tucker tried to run, but it was too fast. It plucked him from the ground and flew into the sky, gripping Tucker's arms tightly as he struggled to get free. And with a fierce downward thrust, the bird soared off.

Before long the massive bird landed in an alley far downtown and Tucker was slammed onto the ground. The bird shrieked to make sure its presence was known and took off. Tucker groaned, "Why would anyone take me here?"

Tucker looked up from the ground and saw Plasmius at the entrance of the alley.

Vlad gave Tucker a hard punch in the stomach and all went black…

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"It must end…his suffering must end…for his sake…"

Tucker slowly stalked towards Danny's room.

"No longer shall he suffer…it will all be over…"

He opened the door and walked into Danny's room, which was empty except for Danny. He made his way next to Danny's bed.

"Goodbye, Danny."

Jazz walked into the room behind Tucker. She gasped and shrieked, "TUCKER, NO!"

Tucker stood hovering over Danny, a gun pointed directly at his best friend's head.

Jazz raced over to Tucker and about a second later a single shot was heard.

Now, my last cliffhanger may not have been incredibly bad, but this one…HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh, I have become pretty evil, haven't I? Anyway, what has suddenly come over Tucker? If you don't want to keep yourself in enormous suspense, review, and I'll post Chapter 7 soon!